Tuesday, 30 November 2010

"And so it goes. And so it goes. And so it goes goes goes goes goes tick tock tick tocktick tock and one day we no longer let time serve us, we serve time and we are slaves of the schedule, bound into a life predicated on restrictions because the system will not function if we don't keep the schedule tight."('repent Harlequin!' said the ticktockman by Harlan Ellison)

Inspired partly by that story ... a celebration of civil disobedience!

The Harlequin laughed and laughed, and apologised profusely....everyone was dumped thisway and thataway in a jackstraw tumble, still laughing, popping little jellybeans of childish colour into their mouths...it was a holiday, a jollity, an absolute insanity, a giggle, but.....

Wednesday, 3 November 2010

I first read Wuthering Heights in about 1976 and it has been my favourite book ever since...Heathcliff has always been the love of my life...carved 'in a wild workshop...the crag took human shape...dark and frowning, terrible and beautiful...the moorland moss clothes him and heath with blooming bells and balmy fragrance grows faithfully close to the giant's foot' .